*Delilah*
I'd just walked into the office and set my purse and water bottle on my desk. I sat down and felt like I'd just sat on a water balloon. I looked down and started at the puddle on the floor.
What had happened?
Then it hit me like a brick wall–my water had broken.
“My water just broke," I muttered out loud.
Monica happened to be walking by and almost spit out her coffee. “Did I hear you right?" she said, stopping at my desk.
I nodded, numb and terrified. I was about to have three babies. The pain I knew was coming was nothing compared to the absolute terror of taking care of them. I was just one person, and there were three of them.
She set her mug on my desk, fleeing to her office to grab her purse. She ran back to me and lifted me gently by my elbows.
“Grab your purse
